"With your talent, you should have been the first person on the Douluo Continent to become a god in nearly twenty thousand years."
Qian Daoliu sighed, then seemed to think of something and changed the subject.
"Fortunately, Lin Qian belongs to our Spirit Hall Empire, and he is your man. You two will eventually become the strongest on the continent and lead the empire to its pinnacle!"
Has Xiao Qian already become a god?
Hearing her husband's name, a spark flashed through Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes, and she grew inexplicably excited. Then she thought of Gu Yuena, and her face fell again.
She would never forget the silver dragon who had looked down on her outside the Papal Palace back then. In both status and strength, that woman was her lifelong enemy.
"Gu Yuena, I'm about to become the Angel God. What about you? Have I already left you far behind? I will definitely come looking for you. I will settle things between us with my own hands. When we meet again, you will know that I am Xiao Qian's one and only!"
"Xiao Xue, what are you saying?"
Seeing her mutter under her breath, Qian Daoliu asked in puzzlement.
Through the resonance of their bloodline, he kept feeling that his granddaughter's mind was not on the Divine Trial.
"Grandpa, what should I do?"
The more she thought, the more excited she became, and Qian Renxue's gaze grew resolute again. She had worked so hard, stayed home for six whole years, and endured until she was thirty. Hadn't it all been for this moment?
"Use your blood."
Qian Daoliu pointed at the dull, lightless sword, which bore a round, transparent gemstone.
The final moment had arrived. Qian Renxue took a deep breath, put aside her scattered thoughts, cut a bloody